Garbage Doll

-This is a world that has ended. Nothing is born, nothing dies. Not even passing time exists. If I were looking for somewhere to be born, I don't think I should choose this world. But in this world, such as it is, there is someone. A girl, living alone in a world that has ended. A girl living in this empty and still world. For some reason, I am bothered by that girl.

-She is the one warm spot in this world. Of course, in my body of junk, I cannot feel that warmth.
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-I hate this town. It's too filled with memories I'd rather forget. I go to school everyday, and hang out with my friends, and then I go home. There's no place I'd rather not go ever again. I wonder if anything will ever change. Will that day ever come?

-Instead of crying alone, call me. Anyway, I have nothing to do, and besides, if I keep hanging around with you I don't think I'll ever be bored.

It doesn't matter if he's a young man in high school helping a girl revive a suspended club, or a doll made of junk in an ended world with a mysterious girl, he is what he is, and that is: a nice person.